There are so many great Christmas poems out there! Here are 10 of our favorites, specifically chosen with Latter-day Saints in mind. We hope you enjoy reading them as much as we enjoyed finding and selecting them.
Christmas is a time of year when many people celebrate their religious beliefs. It is also a time for family, friends, and fun- but also reflection and giving thanks
For Latter-day Saints, Christmas is a time to reflect on the birth of Jesus Christ and His mission. If you are looking for Christmas poems to reflect on your beliefs, here are ten great options!
Christmas is As we celebrate Christmas this year, why not take a few minutes to read through some of the most beautiful poems about this special day?
Whether you are looking for something to share at church or just want to enjoy some beautiful words, these poems will help you feel closer to Christ during this special season. Merry Christmas!
This poem was awarded the first-place prize by James E. Talmage in 1904. This poem describes Mary’s feelings at the birth and death of her son.
O beautiful mother Mary, O mother of croonings low,
Did you know more bliss in each fond kiss
Than we common mothers know?
His baby step she taught him, she put him gaily down
And laughed with pleased, low laughter when his fingers clutched her own.
She taught him his first ‘Our Father,’ and as he lisped the prayer,
She bended her face till her lips found place In the soft sheen of his hair.
O beautiful mother Mary, O Woman of women wise,
Did you see the End? Or did Father send
A kindly veil for your eyes?
She watched him grow into boyhood, with innocent eyes like his own
That wept when He came into manhood and the Load He must carry alone.
For the way of the Hill was heavy, and the Cross on the Hill was high
And ’twas hard to look where whose sins He took were lusting to see Him die!
We see our children bleeding; we see our sons go wrong
We sense our own soul’s weakness and pray to be made strong.
And so when the holly reddens, and the white on the brown earth lies
And Christmas cheer is in the air, The mother in us cries:
O Son of beautiful Mary, O JESUS of Galilee,
Let her spirit pure in our hearts outpour That our babes may grow like Thee!
Sweet Little Baby
By Linda Hoffman Kimball
Sweet little Baby
Resting in the hay,
Do You know why shepherds come
To worship You today?
Sweet little Baby,
While Mary hummed to Thee,
Angels sang out “Gloria!”
O’er flock and field and tree.
Sweet little Baby
Peaceful in the night,
Shepherds ran here breathlessly
To see this wondrous sight.
Sweet little Baby
Wrapped up snug and tight,
You set them free from fear and death
By being born tonight.
Sweet little Baby
Smiling at these men,
In time, You’ll be their Shepherd
To guide them home again.
by Milo Mills: from the Friend, 1971
The donkey stood in his stall that night
And blinked at the glory of heavenly light
That filled the stable where Jesus lay.
And he heard the voices of angels say,
“Glory to God in the highest! Peace to men!”
And then all about, again, and again,
The heavenly hosts sang; and the donkey’s ear
Twitched in wonder of those so near:
The Mother Mary, Joseph, the Child—
The Precious Savior, tiny and mild.
The donkey stood in his stall, and he
Was privileged to see the majesty
Of a Savior King, God’s own Son.
Oh, wasn’t he lucky to be one
Of the creatures bathed in golden light
When Christ was born on Christmas night!
By President Thomas S. Monson
There’s Christmas in the home and at church
There’s Christmas at the mart;
But You’ll not know what Christmas is,
Unless it’s in your heart.
M&M Christmas Story
by Pam Ridenour
As you hold these candies in your hand and turn them, you will see….
The M becomes a W, an E, and then a 3.
They tell the Christmas story it’s one I’m sure you know.
It took place in a stable a long, long time ago.
The E is for the East where the star shone oh so bright.
The M is for the Manger where the baby Jesus slept that night.
The 3 is for the Wiseman bearing gifts, they say they came.
W is for Worship, Hallelujah
Praise to His name.
So as you eat these candies or share them with a friend,
Remember the meaning of Christmas, it’s a love story that never ends
by Solveig Paulson Russell / Friend 1972
Dear Father, on this Christmas Day
I thank Thee for the Child who lay
In a stable long ago.
And I thank Thee that the glow
Of light and love about Him then
Still is felt and known to men.
I thank Thee that this season brings
Remembrance of the King of kings
And of the star and angel throngs
And peace expressed in heavenly songs.
I thank Thee too for every way
Thy love has blessed us on this day.
by Lois Anne Williams
Candles with their sparkling glow
Tell of Christ born long ago.
Chiming bells that gaily ring
Tell us of the infant King.
Evergreens trimmed bright and gay
Tell of Christ’s eternal way.
Christmas joys we hear and see
Tell that Christ loves you and me.
The Best Present
by Wanda B. Blaisdell / via The Friend Magazine
I love the gifts that Christmas brings
In boxes big and small—
Tied up with sparkly bows and bells;
But what is best of all …
Is seeing love and thankfulness
In smiles and shining eyes,
When each one in my family
Opens up his gift surprise!
By Amanda Spencer via the Friend 1971
Mince pie and mistletoe,
And merriment and mints,
And decorated mantels,
And whispered Christmas hints;
Folks with bulging packages,
And children quick to smile—
All tell that Christmas will be here
In just a little while.
So hurry with the shopping,
And hang the garlands high,
And shine the house with gladness
As the days go rushing by.
Bring in the tree for trimming—
Make it happy, bright, and gay,
And thank the Lord for sending us
The Babe on Christmas Day.
by Christina Rossetti
Love came down at Christmas,
Love all lovely, Love Divine;
Love was born at Christmas,
Star and Angels gave the sign.
Worship we the Godhead,
Love Incarnate, Love Divine;
Worship we our Jesus:
But wherewith for sacred sign?
Love shall be our token,
Love be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and all men,
Love for plea and gift and sign.
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Christmas is a time to celebrate Jesus Christ and His birth. What better way to do that than by reading one of these beautiful Christmas poems? They are sure to bring the spirit of Christ into your homes this holiday season.
Cindy Maudsley lives in Utah with her husband and five children. Aside from writing, her passions include her family, faith, and spreading infertility awareness. She also loves a good book or podcast, true crime documentaries , Netflix binge, diet Coke and Target run
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